How do you get the smell of vomit off a toddler who spent the night rolling around in her own puke if two hair washings, one shower, and one soak in a bubble bath don't do the trick?
And, after that, how do you assuage yourself of the incredible guilt at, upon going into to say good morning to said sweet little toddler, you are bombarded by a horrendous smell and greeted by a baby who's hair is vomit-matted into an Einstein-ish hairdo, who's ears are full of puked-up blueberries, and who's crib and stuffed animals are smattered with dried and crusty puke?
Hannah's first vomit, and I wasn't there to hold her hair back and brush her teeth and clean her up. Why didn't she yell for us???? Or did she yell and we not hear her??? I feel so terrible...horrible...craptastic. So glad it happened on a weekend when Eric was here to help out with clean up.
We're off to buy a new video monitor this morning. We've been without one for about 6 months, and until this morning, I didn't think we needed one. Obviously I was wrong. We definitely need one.
On the bright side, she seems fine this morning. She has a great appetite and is in good spirits, no fever or anything. I can think of few things worse than puking so I can't imagine she slept through it, but maybe....So weird and upsetting.